Now that we’ve started seeing real, live, edible food coming out of the garden, I thought it was high time we start consuming the, ah, fruits of our labor. So yesterday, when I found yet another ginormous black beauty zucchini on the vines when I got home from work, I bade my handsome husband go to the grocery store to get some buttermilk, and we sliced a few of those babies up and fried ‘em. Other than the moment when I almost started a grease fire, I’d have to say my first attempt at frying zucchini was a huge success, and although we have much healthier fare planned for the remainder of the crop, this was a fantastic way to kick off.